If the end be a comin', I soon be a bummin'
All you Jesus freaks, I hope you're wrong
I've got so much left to live for
All these religions without God's supervision
All you Jesus freaks, you kill yourselves
All in the name of the Lord
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Lord, ou're gonna meet your maker
Soon he be comin' to town
Lord, you tear the horse a comin'
Mercy on your soul when you're found
Oh, been out ridin'
Ridin' a horse called War
Oh yeah, no denyin'
You can't bury a horse called War
That's right, child
♪
All of this hatin', just social masturbation
All you Jesus freaks, we need you now
What the hell are you waiting for?
Through all the pollution
Ain't seen no solution
For you Jesus freaks that ride they horse called War, yeah-yeah
Oh, you're gonna meet your maker
Soon he be comin' to town
Yeah, you hear the horse a comin'
Mercy on your soul when you're found
Oh, been out ridin'
Ridin' a horse called War
Oh, nin't no denyin'
You can't bury a horse called War
You can't bury him
That's right
♪
Everyone's talkin', but nobody's walkin'
We keep feedin', it keeps eatin'
We'll be down, down, down on the killin' floor
You're gonna meet your maker
Soon he be comin' to town
You hear the horse a comin'
Mercy on your soul when you're found
Oh, I been out ridin'
Ridin' a horse called War
Lord, no denyin'
You can't bury a horse called War
I been out ridin'
Ridin' a horse called War
No denyin'
You can't bury it, child
Yeah, that's right
He's coming, he's coming
Yeah
♪
Yeah